Stories of Charlemagne and the Twelve Peers of France by Alfred John Church

Fierabras, seeing that he must needs fight, said to Oliver, "Come / now, help me to arm myself. " Said Oliver, "Can I trust you? " "Yea," / answered Fierabras, "that can you: never have I been traitor to any / man, nor ever will. " So Oliver armed him; he helped him to don first / a suit of leather of Arabia and after this a coat and habergeon of / steel, and an helmet richly garnished with jewels for his head. Was / ever such courtesy in this world, Oliver helping this pagan to arm, / whom, being unarmed, he might full easily have slain, and the pagan / having pity upon Oliver as not being his match in fighting and all / the more when he saw that he had been wounded? Would that there were / more of such courtesy between Christian men!

When he was armed, Fierabras took the three swords that he had, / Pleasance and Baptism and Grabon, all being of so fine a temper that / there was no armour made but they could break through it. The three / were made by one of three brothers; another of these three made three / more, of which Durendal, the sword of Roland, was the most famous; / and yet another brother also made three, of which it suffices to name / Hautclere that was the sword of Oliver, and Joyous that was one of / the chief treasures of King Charles. On his shield he had the image / of his god, Apollyon to wit, to whom when he had commended himself, / he yet once again besought Oliver to depart. And when Oliver had / again refused, saying that he trusted to prevail by the help of his / God, Fierabras said to him, "Now as you are a Christian man, I adjure / you by the font wherein you were baptized and by the cross to which / your God was nailed, to tell me truly your name and lineage."